User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717172104/@comment-1298206-20190807220239

Bluestripe slowly extended his paw and delicately lifted the golden flower from her grasp with his index finger and thumb, raising it to eye level. "This is beautiful, Willow. I'll think of you every time I look at it."